Picking my words carefully on the field of eggshells.
Knowing that if I told you the truth you'd leave.
Like so many times before..
My struggles are seperating us.
Leaving me walking on the ground cracking with every step.
A faked laugh is worth your smile.
A proud hug that I cannot live up to.
With a heavy heart I know I've failed you..
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
Picking my words carefully on the field of eggshells.
Knowing that if I told you the truth you'd leave.
Like so many times before..
My struggles are seperating us.
Leaving me walking on the ground cracking with every step.
A faked laugh is worth your smile.
A proud hug that I cannot live up to.
With a heavy heart I know I've failed you..
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